Oh, Kim Pine.

Scott Pilgrim's Finest Hour is finally arriving with the rest of my DCBS shipment this week, so I've been re-reading the series over the last day or two as a refresher, and I am once again deeply, truly swooning for real over fictional Kim Pine.

Cute, funny, sarcastic (or, to be fair, full-on caustic), take-no-shit, freckly auburn-haired women are a definitely weakness of mine. I went and married one after all.

But Kim's a drummer, too. Hawt. I'm not made of stone here.

Sigh.

(My wife will understand. You should hear the sorts of things she says about Ianto Jones, or the "bad" vampire brother on The Vampire Diaries.)

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